The
dial turns and the 29th degree clicks.
My
eyes close and a portal is opened.
My
feet are wearing simple leather sandals,
climbing
slowly the yellow stone stairs,
flanked
with fire torches,
carved
out in a long upward corridor.
At
the top it opens to the darkness of the night,
to
the smell of fresh air,
and
flowers in the garden.
Silence
envelops my being,
while
now and then a cricket keeps time of the Earth's rhythm.
I
stopped,
levelled my sight on the horizon.
The
full Moon was rising,
illuminating
sensually the many towers dispersed in the high planes.
The
stones seemed to vibrate with cool fire,
while
symbols came to life.
I
turned to my left and found him.
My
Master.
“You
see you've made it, you have, come back.
Look
at the Moon and the stars,
they
have been waiting for you.
Many
lives have died but one is the soul. “
My
eyes filled with tears
and
my body shivered.
At
last I have come back home...
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